Chairman Song had just gotten home.
"Where is your Young Mistress?" He asked the housekeeper.
"Master, the Young Miss had yet to come home."
Chairman Song's eyes lit up, his brows were raised. 'This might be a good development.' he thought.
To his excitement, he wanted to check how they are so he grabbed his phone. Just when he was to make the call, he hesitated. 'I might bother them.' He turned to the housekeeper. "The Young Miss might not come home today. You need not wait for her."
The housekeeper nodded, but was confused over the mischievous smile her Master had as he walked upstairs.
